The Price
Shivering in silence
Fading in disgrace
I can not name this feeling
But I can recall this place
A kingdom in my nightmares
A vision as I wake
A broken, crying infant
On the throne of my mistakes
I stand outside his city
On the verge of stepping through
The portcullis then closes
Because I’ve denied the truth
Quietly I listen
For the price that must be paid
If I ever wish to enter
I must find something to trade
My sanity seems willing
So I release it into night
Again the vision’s singing
Burning through the light
This time I am crying
Deep within the walls
And in this empty kingdom
A child mourns within his walls
Shivering in silence
Sat upon my throne
With sanity now traded
I am left to fade alone
Copyright © Ian Petch | Year Posted 2013
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